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Hello and Welcome to
If I built it I knew you would come
A School that invited loyalty(Quote by Don Wheal)
Gone But Not Forgotten
'Men are we, and must grieve when even the shade
Of that which once was great is pass'd away.'
On the Extinction of the Venetian Republic
You may think you're done with the past but the past isn't done with you!
"The merits of a school are judged as much by the men it produces as by their achievements as boys" -
(Old Cheynean D.J. Cowie, March 1929)
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A WARM WELCOME
to fellow Cheyneans and passers-by, from the Official Sloane Grammar School 1919-1970 Old Cheyneans and Friends web site.
Mark Foulsham, at Sloane 1963-70, created this site in August 2008 to record for posterity all that I can, and for all those who attended Sloane or simply have a Sloane connection, to share and enjoy. Feel free just to browse or, if you feel you qualify to join us, make full use of the site by becoming a Registered Classmate. Click on the Click Here to Register button above to start the registration process. It's Free!
I'll also be happy to send a personal invitation to anyone else with a Sloane School Chelsea connection who you think might like to join us. Just enter their Email address in the MISSING CLASSMATES box to your right and click Send Invite.
We may not understand why but memories of our days at Sloane remain with us while others do not. Whether they're good or they're bad, I'd like to give all old boys the opportunity to keep those memories alive.
Aspirations and Objectives
Sloane never had a motto and although our school badge is based on the lion rampant and boar's head of the Cadogan family crest their motto, Qui Invidet Minor Est or He That Envies Is Inferior, is not really appropriate so I'll adopt the one to be found on the Coat of Arms of the Royal Borough of Kensington and Chelsea as it suits us nicely -
Quam Bonum In Unum Habitare
(What A Good Thing It Is To Dwell Together In Unity)
It is hoped, in some small way, to be able to have similar objectives to those stated for the first issue of The Cheynean in December 1926 -
"To record faithfully the major activities of the School, to promote and foster a corporate spirit in the School, to excite a greater keenness both in the games and in other phases of its social life, and to serve as a link between present members of the School and the Old Cheyneans". -
and also to bring together, once again, old friends and classmates, and those of us who have outlived the school and share a common interest in its history and its future.
Sadly, I've no memory of having ever sung or even heard a school song but apparently one was written by music Master Mr Seymour Dicker in 1928, and was first sung in July of that year by pupil J E Bush. What became of it after that first performance is a mystery but it contained the lines -
"Salve, the School and its scholars so keen,
Long may they keep its memory green."
If you've any memories of Sloane you'd like to share, use the Contact Us page to send them in and, whilst you're there, register for the site as well.
Once you've registered, you can activate the Instant Messaging feature that allows you to hold a 'real-time' online conversation with anyone else who has logged on to the website. You can also send a message to someone else on the site via the Message Centre page but, if you're expecting a swift reply, it might be worthwhile using their Profile on the Classmate Profiles page, to see what part of the world they're living in these days, and to have an idea of the time where they are use the Clocks below, to check by clicking on the arrow in the relevant one.
After you've registered, why not take a look at all the Classmate Profiles ? Even if you don't know the person involved, the information they've put on their Profile can be interesting, illuminating and fun, and often brings back memories of something you thought you'd forgotten about.
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Why Not Take a Look at Where your Classmates are Living?
Find out the Postcode of a Classmate from their Profile (if they've agreed to let everyone know it) then Click on the link below, enter the details where it says 'Address', then Click on 'Go'. Not every country is covered yet and those that are have limited coverage, but it's worth a try.
Here's the link. Have fun - http://www.vpike.com/
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Sad news has reached me that the man who invented predictive text has pissed away. His funfair is next monkey.
A breakthrough has been declared in Brexit negotiations after agreement is reached on what flavour of crisps they will share during talks.
Loan company Wonga declared bankrupt after accidentally borrowing a fiver from itself!!
RAF Jets scrambled to intercept suspicious Ryanair flights that were on time!!
While we're on the subject, spare a thought for poor old Michael O’Leary, Chief Executive of Ryanair.
After arriving in a hotel in Manchester, he went to the bar and asked for a pint of Guinness.
The barman nodded and said, "That will be £1 please, Mr. O’Leary."
Somewhat taken aback, O'Leary replied, "That's very cheap," and handed over his money.
"Well, we do try to stay ahead of the competition", said the barman. "And we are serving free pints every Wednesday from 6 pm until 8 pm. We have the cheapest beer in England".
"That is remarkable value", Michael comments.
"I see you don't seem to have a glass, so you'll probably need one of ours. That will be £3 please."
O'Leary scowled, but paid up.
He took his drink and walked towards a seat. "Ah, you want to sit down?" said the barman. "That'll be an extra £2. You could have pre-booked the seat, and it would have only cost you £1."
"I think you may be too big for the seat sir, can I ask you to sit in this frame please".
Michael attempts to sit down but the frame is too small and when he can't squeeze in, he complains "Nobody would fit in that little frame".
"I'm afraid if you can't fit in the frame you'll have to pay an extra surcharge of £4 for your seat sir".
O'Leary swore to himself, but paid up. "I see that you have brought your laptop with you" added the barman. "And since that wasn't pre-booked either, that will be another £3."
O'Leary was so incensed that he walked back to the bar, slammed his drink on the counter, and yelled, "This is ridiculous, I want to speak to the manager".
"I see you want to use the counter," says the barman, "that will be £2 please."
O'Leary's face was red with rage. "Do you know who I am?"
"Of course I do Mr. O'Leary."
"I've had enough! What sort of a Hotel is this? I come in for a quiet drink and you treat me like this. I insist on speaking to a manager!"
"Here is his e-mail address, or if you wish, you can contact him between 9.00 am and 9.01am every morning, Monday to Tuesday at this free phone number. Calls are free, until they are answered, then there is a talking charge of only £1 per second, or part thereof".
"I will never use this bar again".
"OK sir, but do remember, we are the only hotel in England selling pints for £1."
Congress introduces a new law that allows US citizens to own tanks, warships and short-range nuclear missiles. President Trump says it's to help the everyday man or woman protect themselves from "Bad people". Meanwhile, in the UK, we somehow manage to go a 7th successive year with no mass shootings.
The UK Government Minister for Wales, Guto Bebb, has put his own position in jeopardy by revealing that the Welsh language doesn't really exsit and was actually made up by a handful of Welsh ministers during a night out in a Swansea pub. Their aim was to increase tourism but it actually led to a sharp decline in the number of people who visit Wales the majority of whom said they couldn't see the point of adding a Welsh language version to practically everything when everyone spoke English anyway. The Welsh were initially upset that their ruse had been discovered but said it was fun while it lasted or, as they say in Wales, "a Lloralloralaffs".
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Saudi Arabia passes law allowing women to drive and immediately one woman takes to the road -
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FRONT PAGE NEWS
Monopoly helped win World War II
An interesting piece of history has been sent to me by Classmate Alan Layland (who also sends me a lot of the pieces I use on the Home Page) and I thought it was worth reproducing here -
Starting in 1940, an increasing number of British & Canadian Airmen found themselves as the involuntary guests of the Third Reich, and the Crown was casting about for ways and means to facilitate their escape...
Now obviously, one of the most helpful aids to that end is a useful and accurate map, one showing not only where stuff was, but also showing the locations of 'safe houses' where a POW on-the-lam could go for food and shelter.
Paper maps had some real drawbacks -- they make a lot of noise when you open and fold them, they wear out rapidly, and if they get wet, they turn into mush.
Someone in MI-5 got the idea of printing escape maps on silk. It's durable, can be scrunched-up into tiny wads, and unfolded as many times as needed, and makes no noise whatsoever.
At that time, there was only one manufacturer in Great Britain that had perfected the technology of printing on silk, and that was John Waddington Ltd. When approached by the government, the firm was only too happy to do its bit for the war effort.
By pure coincidence, Waddington was also the U.K. Licensee for the popular American board game Monopoly. As it happened, 'games and pastimes' was a category of item qualified for insertion into ‘CARE packages', dispatched by the International Red Cross to prisoners of war.
Under the strictest of secrecy, in a securely guarded and inaccessible old workshop on the grounds of Waddington's, a group of sworn-to-secrecy employees began mass-producing escape maps, keyed to each region of Germany , Italy , France or where ever Allied POW camps were located. When processed, these maps could be folded into such tiny dots that they would actually fit inside a Monopoly playing piece.
As long as they were at it, the clever workmen at Waddington's also thought they'd add:
1. A playing token, containing a small magnetic compass.
2. A two-part metal file that could easily be screwed together.
3. Useful amounts of genuine high-denomination German, Italian, and French currency, hidden within the piles of Monopoly money.
British and American air crews were advised, before taking off on their first mission, how to identify a 'rigged' Monopoly set – by means of a tiny red dot, one cleverly made to look like an ordinary printing glitch, located in the corner of the Free Parking square.
Of the estimated 35,000 Allied POWS who successfully escaped, an estimated one-third were aided in their flight by the rigged Monopoly sets. Everyone who did so was sworn to secrecy indefinitely, since the British Government might want to use this highly successful ruse in any future conflict.
The story wasn't declassified until 2007, when the surviving craftsmen from Waddington's, as well as the firm itself, were finally honoured in a public ceremony.
It's always nice when you can play that 'Get Out of Jail' Free' card!
Post-War Addlestone Lodge
When World War II, ended Addlestone Lodge in Surrey, where Sloane had lodged for the duration, (See 'Sloane At War' page) became a children's home and on Tuesday 12th March, 1946 the Yorkshire Echo (I know not why) among others, recorded this -
This is another version of the same event -
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HOME FRONT NEWS
Sorry for the delay in getting back to you but my recovery was short-lived and it's taken me a while longer than I expected to regain the enthusiasm and energy I sometimes need to bring something new to the website. I've now got all the equipment and tablets I need to keep me going so I'll do my best to get back into a routine.
It's not just me who's been under the weather recently. My eldest son has been at home a few weeks now with a bladder obstruction that's left him having to wear a colostomy bag. No surprise to hear that his hospital appointment to assess the situation isn't until February! My wife, meanwhile, is in agony with suspected gall stones but she won't be able to get confirmation of that until after Christmas! Both she and I had to go for blood tests to St Helier hospital last week and while I was there I thought I'd take the opportunity to get some more batteries for my hearing aid. I also raised the subject of a possible decline in the hearing capabilities of my other ear. The doctor said,
"Can you describe the symptoms?"
"Yes", I said. "Homer's a fat, yellow bloke and Marge has blue hair."
Looks like I'll be back there sooner than I thought.
The wife and I have been married 36 years now and people ask me the secret of still being able to call her 'love' and 'darling' after all this time. Truth is, I forget her name and I'm too scared to ask. I'm also asked how we manage to keep life interesting and as an example I tell them of the time we went shopping and came out to find a local Bobby writing out a parking ticket. I went over to him and asked why he didn't give an upright citizen a break once in a while. He completely ignored me and got on with writing out the ticket. I swore at him but he just glared at me and wrote out another ticket for having worn tyres. This annoyed my wife so she swore at him too and he continunued writing out tickets and putting them under the windscreen wipers. Just as he was writing out the 15th our bus arrived so we got on it and went home. It's amazing how much fun you can have if you really try. As for the car's owner, we weren't too concerned as they were displaying a "We support Jeremy Corbyn" sticker in the back window.
You have to wonder if the police have got nothing better to do than pick on elderly people. A good friend of mine, George, who's 75 and has a similar sense of humour, was stopped in his car at 2 am the other morning and asked by the police where he was going at that time of night. He was polite and replied,
" I am on my way to a lecture on alcohol abuse and staying out late and the effects they have on the human body."
One of the officers then asked him,
"Really? Who is giving that lecture at this time of the day?"
"That would be my wife," he answered before driving off with a smile on his face.
He's had trouble with his wife, Mildred, before. The last time, they were out driving when a police officer pulled over their speeding car. The officer said,
"I clocked you at 80 miles per hour, sir."
My friend said,
"Goodness, officer, I had it on cruise control at 60; perhaps your radar gun needs calibrating."
Not looking up from her knitting his wife said:
"Now don't be silly, dear -- you know that this car doesn't have cruise control."
As the officer writes out the ticket, George looked over at his wife and growled,
"Can't you please keep your mouth shut for once !! ?"
His wife smiled demurely and says,
"Well, dear, you should be thankful your radar detector went off when it did or your speed would have been higher."
As the officer makes out the second ticket for the illegal radar detector unit , George glowered at his wife and said through clenched teeth,
"Woman, can't you keep your mouth shut?"
The officer frowned and said,
"I also notice that you're not wearing your seat belt, sir. That's an automatic £75 fine."
Quick as a flash George said,
"Yes, well, you see, officer, I had it on, but I took it off when you pulled me over so that I could get my license out of my back pocket."
"Now, dear, you know very well that you didn't have your seat belt on. You never wear your seat belt when you're driving," chirped in George's wife.
And as the police officer is writing out the third ticket, George turned to his wife and barked,
"WILL YOU PLEASE SHUT UP!!??"
The officer looks over at Mildred and asked,
"Does your husband always talk to you this way, Ma'am? "
"Only when he's been drinking."
I don't condone drinking and driving at all and in the case of George and Mildred it could lead to problems. If they should ever have a fatal accident as a result of George's alcohol intake, George would probably be the only one to make it to heaven. Mildred's had so many face lifts God wouldn't recognise her.
It has to be said that not everyone does have a sense of humour as they get older. I told you a few weeks ago about my attendance at the funeral of my neighbour Gladys. What I forgot to mention was the phone call I received after arriving home after the funeral. It was from the very irate man in charge of the crematorium who had been told that I was the one responsible for putting the fireworks in Gladys' pockets. I told him we all grieve differently but he said it wasn't that alone that made him decide that I wouldn't be allowed inside the crematorium doors again (unless it was in a box). Apparently, I'd dozed off during the service and when I awoke I started kissing the person beside me as I felt so good to be alive. Come on, I can't be the only one who's ever done that.
Another of the downsides with being ill is that you get behind with everything. Among the many things that now need doing the shed needs repairing and painting, the kitchen tap needs replacing and the worksurface is due for another sanding down before oiling. Time to call a man in........
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JOKES OF THE WEEK
"Of course I won't laugh," said the nurse to the patient, "I'm a professional.
In over twenty years I've never laughed at a patient."
"Okay then," said Bob, and he proceeded to drop his trousers, revealing the
smallest adult male organ the nurse had ever seen in her life.
In length and width it was almost identical to a AAA battery.
Unable to control herself, the nurse tried to stop a giggle, but it just came out.
And then she started laughing at the fact that she was laughing. Feeling very
badly that she had laughed at the man's private part, she composed herself as
well as she could.
"I am so sorry," she said, "I don't know what came over me. On my honour as a
nurse and a lady, I promise that it won't happen again. Now, tell me, what seems
to be the problem?"
"It's swollen," Bob replied.
She ran out of the room.
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An old Italian man in Brooklyn, with Mafia connections, is dying. He calls his grandson to his bedside,
"Guido, I wan' you lissina me. I wan' you to take-a my chrome plated ...38 revolver so you will always remember me."
"But grandpa, I really don't like guns.. How about you leave me your Rolex watch instead?"
"You lissina me, boy! Somma day you gonna be runna da business, you gonna have a beautiful wife, lotsa money, a big-a home and maybe a couple of bambinos. "
"Somma day you gonna come-a home and maybe finda you wife inna bed with another man. "Whatta you gonna do then? Pointa to you watch and say, 'Times up!' "?
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The little Irish man was terribly overweight, so his doctor put him on a diet.
"I want you to eat regularly for 2 days, then skip a day, then eat regularly again for 2 days then skip a day. Repeat this procedure for 2 weeks. The next time I see you, you should have lost at least 5 pounds."
When the little man returned, he shocked the doctor by having lost nearly 5 stone!
"Why, that's amazing", the doctor said, "Did you follow my instructions?"
The little man nodded.
"I'll tell you though, be jaesuz, I t'aut I were going to drop dead on dat 'tird day."
"From the hunger, you mean?" asked the doctor.
"No, from the skippin!!"
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We've all been here.....
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THOUGHTS FOR THE DAY
Before you judge a man, walk a mile in his shoes. After that, who cares? He's a mile away and you've got his shoes.
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Our path through life is littered with crossroads. While we may choose to change direction, our destination remains the same.
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A female secretary got an expensive pen as a gift from her boss. She sent him a 'Thank you note' by text.
The boss’s wife read the text and filed for divorce. The text message said:
"Your penis wonderful and I enjoyed using it last night.
It has extra ordinary smooth flow and a firm stroke.
I loved its perfect size and grip. I felt like I was in heaven when using it. Thanks a lot"
A "space" is an essential part of English grammar.
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In a recent linguistic competition held in London that was supposedly attended by the best linguists in the world, Samdar Balgobin, a Guyanese man, was the clear winner.
The final question was:
No English dictionary has been able to adequately explain the difference between two words.
How do you explain the difference between COMPLETE and FINISHED in a way that is easy to understand?
Some people say there is NO difference between COMPLETE and FINISHED.
Here is his astute answer:
When you marry the right woman, you are COMPLETE.
When you marry the wrong woman, you are FINISHED.
When the right one catches you with the wrong one, you are COMPLETELY FINISHED!
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The Home We Called Sloane
The Sloane building seen from Hortensia Road in 1908
The Sloane building was 100 years old in 2008, although it didn't actually start life as a boys' school until after the First World War, during which it served as a hospital. It still stands and many memories are, no doubt, ingrained in its walls along with the odd name and ribald comment. Who knows what the future holds, despite its Grade II listing on May 7th, 2002. Grade II listed buildings can be altered, extended, or even demolished, but only with Local Authority consent, so it may be that the building is considered historically or architecturally interesting enough for it's fabric to remain untouched. Some consideration may have been given to it having been the first purpose-built secondary school in London, and it is certainly one of only 3% of all ages of listed buildings that was built in the 20th century. Schools generally are seen as a good investment by developers because they're easy to convert. They are likely to be structurally sound because the authorities will have inspected them regularly to ensure they comply with Health and Safety requirements.
Sadly, Sloane Grammar School for Boys only lasted 51 years, from 1919-1970. John Binfield, in one of his poems writes -
... the school, with
All its past, was sucked into a huge
Turbulent sea of glass in Pimlico
And sank without trace. "full fathom five..
Sea nymphs hourly ring his knell.
Hark, now I hear them. Ding-dong bell".
Should the building survive in the form we all remember, there is still a chance that some of us will be around in 2019 to celebrate what would have been its centenary as a boys' school, had it remained in existence.
|Sloane seen from the rear in 2014|
CHANGES TO THE SLOANE SITE AND BUILDING
The new Kensington & Chelsea College, known since 2014 as their Chelsea Centre, sits where the playground used to be between the old Sloane building and the old Carlyle building. Work on the new college building, with designs by the architects who transformed the Royal Opera House and the National Portrait Gallery, was completed in 2012.
The flats, constructed in Sloane's old North playground on the Fulham Road are known as Milliner House, Chelsea Apartments, and were ready for occupation in 2011 at advertised prices between £785,000 and £2,350,000. Or if you could afford it, the single penthouse at the top would have set you back £5.85 million when first offered for sale but a market downturn in 2012 saw it reduced to an almost tempting £4.25 million - and it was being sold as a shell!
Phase 2 of the project was originally for conversion of the original Edwardian building into loft style apartments by D19 Property but the new owners, No. 1 Estates Ltd, who have a connection to D19 Property were, on 22 October, 2012, given planning permission to retain the building as an educational establishment by Kensington and Chelsea Planning and Borough Development Department.
However, in September of 2013 a slightly revised plan for re-development of the building for residential use was applied for by Hortensia Property Development LLP. Supported by a K M Heritage heritage appraisal it was presented to Kensington and Chelsea Council for listed building consent and planning consent for the refurbishment and extension of the Sloane building, taking into account national and local policies relating to the historic built environment. Their statement is available on this link -
What's also interesting is that the old Chelsea College of Art and Design in Manresa Road, to which Sloane can trace its origins in its guise as the South-Western Polytechnic, was, in 2012, about to make way for a scheme involving 15 apartments and two town houses. There's no stopping 'progress'.
|The shell of the 6th
|The entrance to the
|The apartments seen from
|The view of Fulham Road
and St Mark's College from
one of the balconies
|Hortensia Road Proposed Elevation||Rear of Building Proposed Elevation|
|Work commences on our old Assembly Hall||Proposed look of the old Assembly Hall once converted|
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Whatever our own personal reasons for it doing so, the school will still haunt most of us even if it disappears altogether. With that tenuous link, here's a poem that I came across in a copy of The Cheynean -
The Ghost of Sloane
When London's asleep and the School very quiet,
No sound of footsteps, no sound of a riot,
No sound of even the shuffle of feet,
No sound of the creak of a pupil's seat,
Out of the darkness the ghost of Sloane
Awakes from rest with a sigh and a groan.
Then up he arises to haunt the School
Climbing the stairs in the guise of a ghoul.
He shuffles and clanks down each corridor
Into the classrooms where stand desks galore.
He examines each desk and checks the boys' work,
Allots ghostly marks in the dark and the murk.
If you ever lose books from out of your desk,
And the teacher upbraids you and calls you a pest,
Just tell him my story, however tall,
Of the white shrouded phantom that haunts the School Hall.
J. Hollingshead (3C)
As for us, the boys who used to attend our Chelsea school, we probably considered ourselves 'Chelsea men' but I doubt that many of fitted the description in this poem, written when he was in the 5th year by one time Sloane Schoolboy, A R Doubledee. I get the impression he didn't particularly approve of the 'Beatniks' of the late 50s and early 60s that he found himself sharing Chelsea with or, as he called them the 'Weirdies' -
The Chelsea man is excessively queer,
He only drinks coffee and doesn't like beer.
He's always "chatting" the girls, and yet
This seems to make him "one of the set".
His unkempt chin and uncut hair
Go with his feet which are usually bare.
If he wears shoes, they've never got soles,
And he's usually found in Bohemian holes.
His outsize sweater is generally black
Contrasting well with his shorty mac.
He wears his clothing merely to show
That he can keep up with the boys of Soho.
To find a girl he doesn't look far,
But into the nearest coffee bar,
Where he's sure to meet a Bohemian "yob".
They're all from Chelsea - what a mob!
The girls with hair right down their backs
Wear irregular clothes that look like sacks.
They walk about wearing father's sweater:
I really don't see why he should let 'er.
Their gaudy clothes of reds and greens
Match up with the style of their men-friends' jeans.
Now that's how it goes with the latest style:
Girls on their faces make-up pile,
The men wear anything they can find -
I shouldn't stare, I should just act blind!
A.R. Doubledee (5b)
Sloane Information at the LMA
Go to the website at www.lma.gov.uk for full details. Clicking on the following link,
will take you to a page on their site where you can enter '
These include -
Admission and Discharge Registers 1904-48, 1958-61 and 1964-66, a 1938 Plan of the school, drawings relating to Building Act case files 1935-57, and 23 photos of various school activities 1924-69, though some of these are listed as 'missing'.
Other items they hold are 'closed' under the 65 year rule that protects the confidentiality of living individuals. In other words, they can't be accessed for 65 years from the school's closure so will be available to the public in 2035.
However, these 'closed' items can be consulted by the LMA on behalf of individuals under the provisions of the Data Protection Act, so contact them direct if you're interested.
The 'closed' items are these -
Log Book 1967-70 (Ref: LCC/EO/DIV01/SLO/LB/001)
Punishment Book 1962-70 (Ref: LCC/EO/DIV01/SLO/MISC/001)
Staff Registers -
1895-1963; 1965-70 (Ref: LCC/EO/DIV01/SLO/MISC/002-004)
ICONS AT THE TOP OF THE PAGE
Members: After you've logged in don't forget to check for any messages by clicking on the White Envelope at the top right of the page and keep up to date by clicking on the Bell. The Head and Shoulders icon houses a number of member functions.
BASIC CHANGES YOU CAN MAKE YOURSELF
MAKING BASIC CHANGES LIKE CHANGING YOUR EMAIL ADDRESS OR CHANGING YOUR PASSWORD can be done by you; you don't need to ask me to do it for you but, of course, if you can't manage it yourself then ask and I'll be happy to do it for you. Here's all you need to know -
1) For Email Address changes - Log In, click on the white Head and Shoulders icon at the top of the Home Page, click on Edit Contact Info, delete your existing Email Address and enter the new one, then click on Save Changes at the bottom of the page.
2) For Change of Password - Do the same as above but click on Change Password instead of Edit Contact Info then do as you're asked onscreen before clicking Save.
3) If You Forget Your Password - When you come to Log In to the website you'll see the words Forgot Password in the Classmate Login box. Click on it and follow instructions to be sent a link to reset your existing Password after you click Submit.
THE 'NOTIFY ME' PAGE
It seems that not all members have been receiving messages I've been sending out.
Can I please ask all members to ensure they have used the Notify Me page (to be found under the Head and Shoulders icon at the top of the page) to choose which notifications they want to receive by email from the website.
It's a simple task that just requires you to click your mouse on the buttons alongside any of the statements you'll see on that page that you're interested in. It's not compulsory, of course, but unless you do it you'll miss out on a lot of the information I send out and/or appears on the website and that defeats one of its primary functions.
From time to time I experience problems getting messages to the Email addresses of some members. If you're in contact with any of them shown below please let them know about it and ask them to LOG IN to the site where a message on how to correct the situation can usually be found either at the top right of the Home Page or by clicking on the White Bell icon. Those names shown in black below are the most recent additions. Sometimes the problem will be as simple as a full mailbox that won't accept more mail until it has been cleared, the member may have changed their Email address but forgotten to amend their website details and the old one is no longer valid or the receiving Email server was temporarily down or inaccessible. By logging in to the site they will have the opportunity to enter an updated Email address or opt to keep the current Email address if it is still valid. Clicking on the link provided will generate an Email to verify that Emails are getting through again. Once the verification Email has been received members must click the link inside it to solve the problem and receive Emails from the site once more -
John Binfield, John Camp, Brian Guest, Dave Kinnard, John Marguet, John Money, Peter Muncey, Ron Munson, David Parsons, Bruce Pentland, Chris Porter, Jan Ranniko, Pete Rodman, Derek Sayers, David Seidler, Michael Spiegel, Crispin Thomas, Ronald Waters, Raymond Wilson, J S Wiseman, Stephen Wratten, Phil Yerby, Richard Zawiesinski.
Once it's been corrected by you, I'd be grateful if you'd let me know about it so that I can remove your name from the list above.
PLEASE remember to update your Email address using Edit Contact Info under the White Head & Shoulders icon at the top of the page if you change it. It's also important that you add these two email addresses to your email Address Book to ensure emails from the site aren't treated as SPAM and you end up not receiving them -
Please check your SPAM or DELETED folders from time to time in case any emails have slipped the net.